DX01: SINGULARITY 11103
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Groves of bent, arthritic yew trees sprout from the uneven, frost-encrusted terrain of a vast, crystalline cave, their twisted limbs reflecting a low, pulsing hum that seems to emanate from... like, a massive, translucent orb that's embedded in the crystal structure above, radiating this pale, silvery light. Shards of moonstone jut out from the cave walls, casting tiny, diffuse rainbows across the misty ground as the air's chill, dry quality makes my skin feel tight. The air's heavy with the scent of wet earth and juniper, and somehow, a steady, wispy stream of water's flowing upward from the cave floor, defying gravity, to vanish into the crystalline structure.
